TDM 001!!

[heckinmods]

[ SEE GAME NAVIGATION TO READ UP ON HECK GAME BEFORE PLAYING IF YOU SO DESIRE ]

A) MAY I OFFER U PIE IN THIS TRYING TIME(GARDEN LEVEL)
[OOPS YOU DIED. WELCOME TO THE GARDEN OF GOOD AND EVIL. If you're new here, have a sheep cherub or imp slap a "HI MY NAME IS--" sticker on you, and frantically explain "DON'T WORRY, WE'RE WORKING ON IT, WE'LL HAVE YOU OUT HERE....AT...SOME POINT..." Wack. Also, you may noticed that your body may or may not have changed. What's up with that??? Who cares, at least you have as spiffy new cell phone! You're also told you're free to take the elevators up to Heaven or down to Hell. Good luck!

In the mean time--join the garden party that's going on! Or at least, it seems like a party?? Except all they are serving is pie. Apple pie. Blueberry pie. The classics. For you more Carnivorous types, there's stuff like mince pie, and...the name is smudged, but maybe don't eat that one unless you're a cannibal.

But along with a variety of normal pies, if you accidentally eat a weird pie, your character might experience the following:
Vinegar Pie - It's tasty but suddenly you're compelled to blurt out an Insult or ruthlessly tease the next person you see.
"Sweet" Potato - If you're a normally grumpy or aggro character, this pie will suddenly make you want to be more affectionate! This can be anything from wanting to hold hands or saying genuine nice things.
Humble Pie - Suddenly you feel complimenting or praising others and might downplay your own achievements, or insult yourself.

You can probably shake off the effects, but hey. Free pie!! ]


B) LETS GET READY TO RUMBLE (HELL LEVEL)
[TIME TO EXPLORE. Today in the Hell Level, the Hotel (Ho-hell? Helll-tel? Okay just Hotel) it's time for spring cleaning! Wait, didn't they just have that? An Imp says yes, but this is a different type of cleaning. Time to TAKE OUT THE TRASH!!!!

Which is to say, out of no where you might receive a PUNCH in the face by a local, or an imp! If the latter it's like being bapped by a sick little lamb. Still, even if a local punches you, you suddenly heal immediately? That's right, TODAY ONLY, this is a 'get into a scrap injury free' spring holiday, and you can rough house as much as you want with each other today in the Hotel, and NO DAMAGE will remain! Ever wanted to get cut in half and suddenly stitch back together? WELL TODAY'S YOUR LUCKY DAY.

If you're not into PG rated guro however, why don't you try exploring:
-The clubs! The nightlife in hell is FANTASTIC and genuinely fun!
-Games! Along with casinos galore, there are also normal arcades! Any game you can imagine, it exists.
-Or explore parts of Hell's Hotel that don't involve getting into a dogpile! ]


C) MARCH COMES IN LIKE....(HEAVEN LEVEL)
[TODAY IN HEAVEN THOUGH, there are advertisements for the ZOO!! A zoo in heaven?? Fuck yea!! But when you get there you see nothing but...........lions. And lambs. Just, everywhere. They aren't fighting though, but being super cute and soft and have tiny wings. You can pet them and pick them up--well the lambs at least. The lion might crush you. But you're dead anyway so give it a shot champ!!

Local angels explain that every 'spring' the zoo does this, and it's a sign of good fortune! You might wonder why you need good fortune in Heaven, but fuck it, when it Rome!! If you stick around long enough the zoo will change back to 'normal' and you can find other animals to gawk at.

If zoos aren't your thing though, check out heaven's:
-BEACH!! How is there an ocean and sandy white beach in the sky! Who cares, it's heaven! Beach episode time!
-Coffee shops! There are no coffee shops in hell! LIVE YOUR COFFEE AU DREAMS.
-Or just explore the Heavenly hotel in general!]

D) WILDCARD
[DO WHATEVER ELSE or send text messages on your phone!! ]


OOC NOTES:
-This TDM is open to all! For now, you do NOT need to join the comm to play in it!
-Post questions for the mods here
-Remember, playing in the TDM does NOT guarantee your entry or app being accepted into the game proper later down the line!
-Apps open next Sunday! Be sure to read the rules linked there and check the current taken list!
-For current players: TDMs count as game canon AND threads may be used for AC if you wish!

Comments

Alastor | Hazbin Hotel | Current character, Heckin demon

[deerlisteners]

IN THE GARDEN.. and everywhere else, really:
[ah, is it time already for more poor souls to end up here? Good thing Alastor just finished all these FLYERS. Hundreds of them, partially hand-drawn. Where does he find the time? No one knows.

What we do know is that the Radio Demon is tossing out the flyers like confetti at a parade -- leaving them all over the table, stapling them to the trees in the garden, and handing them out in person. He's starting over from scratch, so he has to make sure it's done right!

And if you think you're safe in the elevators, hotels, or Heaven and Hell themselves? Think again. There's flyers all over the place there, too, including one slipped under the door of each occupied room. You may even catch one of Al's tiny little shadow minions doing the dirty work -- but they flee pretty quickly if bothered. Back in the garden, Alastor is schmoozing. He's given up on hiding or "removing" the new tail he'd gotten -- long and slender like an imp's, with a fluffy tuft of black and red fur and black spines at the end. Frustratingly, it just keeps growing back. Like a weed. So instead, he uses it to hold his microphone so he can hold even MORE flyers!!]

Yes, yes, I'll be giving tours of my new facilities later today, if you're interested. They're quite sophisticated, though I am still in the process of redecorating.

Wildcard:
[Al is here to have a good time and he's honestly feeling really great right now :) He can be found in various places in both Heaven and Hell, but he lives in Hell. He's currently bouncing around between his hotel room, his new radio tower in the city, and a ramshackle fishing cabin in the swamp. Yes, there's a swamp in Hell and it's every bit as awful as you'd expect. HMU at DrFishbone or memento.moray on discord to plot! ]

[helluvamess]

[These flyers are fine, he guesses, but they are severely lacking in horses and so Blitzø has an assortment of pencils and is just adding several horses to every flyer he spots up somewhere.

It's probably what the radio demon would want, right??]

[deerlisteners]

[as Alastor circles back around, he sees someone has been drawing... pigs? cows? dogs???? what are these... on his flyers.

Squint.]

.... Oh. It's a horse.

[helluvamess]

Of fucking course they are! [How can you not tell?! His art is so fucking good.]

...this one has your horns and ears.

[It's a mostly red horse holding a microphone in its mouth. It's making love hearts at a horse with a TV for a head.]

At a bar in Hell

[grumpface]

[Husk recognizes that voice. There's no way he doesn't. So what does he do? After Alastor is done speaking to everyone, he gets up from the bar and casually walks over to the Radio Demon.]

Hey, boss.

[Alastor. Hey, Alastor. Something's different about your favorite kitty. For some very odd reason, he's colored white and gold. And he has a halo above him.]

[deerlisteners]

[Alastor is putting on the charm, handing out flyers and sipping from a glass of beautiful amber rye whiskey, when a familiar, gruff voice calls out to him. He whirls and his smile widens]

Husker! Well, look at you, my good man. Another mis-sort on behalf of the little muttonchops, I see. [he rolls up his flyers and taps the halo with them] Not sure it suits you.

[grumpface]

I definitely didn't ask for it. This whole fake version of heaven and hell p♦♥♣♦♦ me off, Especially that ♥♦♣♠in' censorin' they're doin'.

[Husk lets out a frustrated sigh.]

At this rate, I'd be willin' to drink pure alcohol. ♣♥♠♦ the booze. Just skip straight past it.

[livalil]

[ walking up to him meekly with a little flyer ]

Do you have any other jobs?

[deerlisteners]

[oh, the boy who likes jazz! Hmmm...]

Mmm. The radio business is very technical. Have you any experience with broadcasting equipment?

1/2

[youbeautifulidiot]

[Getting handed a flyer, Veneer perks up...at least until he sees who's all over it. Oh...bummer. It's THIS guy. Still, he tries to keep his energy for as long as he can, he has a point to make, dammit!]

Oh woooow, radio! I loooove radio. You know, I actually miss being on the radio, fun times. Topping charts, hearing your own voice, it's almost like I'm exactly the kind of person you're looking for!

[youbeautifulidiot]

Too bad you wanted to EAT ME!

Garden

[orkin]

[ Being the most helpful minion ever, she is currently spinning around and dancing amidst a rain of those flyers, but she's wobbling a bit because she is trying very hard not to step on his hard work.

Isn't she so thoughtful? Once she's done, she picks up one of them and turns it every which way. ]

I really like them! Should I hand them out too?

[deerlisteners]

[ah there she is. His perfect little minion]

They're a bit slapdash, but they'll do the trick for now. If you would! [he reaches inside his coat and produces... a whole new stack of flyers. jfc. He drops them on Niffty] If you would!

Garden

[supersaver]

[Ochako is...well, not better, but she's slowly settling into this place, and after a big ol' cry, a few chats with friends and others caught in this weird sort of pseudo-limbo crap, she's at least much more personable than she was on entry. And getting out much more, too.

Finishing up a slice of pie (just a normal peach pie), and sipping at some tea that came with, she's blinking as paper rains down on her head very suddenly, and picks up a flyer, looking it over once before her face actually lights up considerably.]

Uwaah, a radio show!! News...music...radio dramas? [Ohoho, her interest is clearly piqued.] I wonder if there'll be murder mysteries...

[deerlisteners]

[ah, that girl who had been so sad! She looks much happier now. More at peace with the situation, perhaps?

Alastor isn't partaking in any pie -- he's not a fan of sweet things and there don't seem to be any meat pies around]

All of the above! Delivered in fabulous hi-fi FM, direct to every radio in Heaven and Hell! [he chuckles] Of course there will be. Everyone loves a good murder...... mystery!

[saltsplash]

[Reigen's taken to mulling over one of the flyers! HMMMm... not from any particular interest in radio, or radio dramas, but...]

If I get set up here, then maybe I should work on a draft for a commercial... and flyers, huh... once I'm alive again, maybe I can get Mob and Serizawa to help me put some up. Drum up more business.

This is borderline littering, though...

[deerlisteners]

[he appears next to Reigen with that ever-present grin] Is it? Mmmm, I'm sure those little muttonchops will appreciate having something to do other than float around looking stoned. Are you interested in buying some ad time?

[bbbrightside]

[Being handed a flyer wasn't in Ruby's plans for today, but her eyes light up upon reading it. What luck!]

A radio show? Awesome! I love the radio! I listen to all the mystery serials.

[It's one of her favorite pastimes. The radio back in her manor gets a lot of work.]

[deerlisteners]

Excellent. I look forward to your listenership. [he's maybe even a little genuinely happy! especially to see someone so young interested in the radio] Besides mysteries, what other sorts of content tickles your fancy? I've been out of the business proper for some time, I could use some tips on what people are into these days.

Flyers!

[dj_dedf1sh]

[ Acht has somehow gotten a hold of one of those flyers. While working for shady employers hasn't gone well for them before, there isn't much else to do around here that interests them.

So they go seek out the guy who's handing them out, one of the flyers in hand. ]

Hey, are you the one hosting that radio show?

[ Two things Al might notice off the bat. One, the tips of their tentacles and fingers are glittery and powder blue, which probably indicates they live in Heaven. Two, they are very much wearing modern headphones and other edgy modern accessories. ]

[deerlisteners]

[he turns to face them with a flourish. He isn't judging, of course -- the sorting around here honestly seems random. And a little octopus person isn't abnormal in the slightest to him. Their equipment is fairly modern... but Alastor can tell it's high quality]

Indeed! Alastor! Pleasure to be meeting you, darling, quite the pleasure! You've seen my ads, I take it. Are you interested in the art of broadcasting?

[princess_of_hell]

[It doesn't take long for Charlie to spot him throwing flyers among the melee she was trying to stop. There's an audible gasp, followed by her calling out]

Alastor!!

[she treks over him, muttering a 'sorry!' whenever she bumps into someone, before revealing: even Alastor isn't immune; Charlie goes for a heart-felt hug.]

It's so good to see you again!

[deerlisteners]

[oof. He let his guard down and now he's being attacked!! As Charlie hugs him, his eyes change to radio dials and he twitches a bit, ready to slip into the shadows and escape. But, he soon realizes it's just the princess]

Ah. Charlie! Where have you been hiding?

Garden~

[behemoth_betrayed]

[ He's been examining the flyer with a pensive stare, one long black claw tapping at his chin while he approaches the author of the colorful advertisement. He clears his throat politely and once he has the stranger's attention, his stoic expression splits into a polite (if not rather eerie) smile.

Then again, Alastor probably isn't unnerved by teeth made of gold, or fierce twin fangs. ]

These are your quaint little advertisements? I notice you're looking for a better name for your production. I've got a suggestion, if you'd like one.

[deerlisteners]

[oh, not a bit. It's very common in Hell, after all, for Sinners to have... unique dentition. He himself has a mouthful of yellowed fangs, which he displays in an equally disconcerting smile]

Oh? I've never been the best at quirky, catchy little titles... I'm all ears, friend.